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JM on the beat All right Who's that creepin' through the window Oooh, there she go, there she go, there she go Got the Kush clouds blowin' through the Benz, oh Oooh, let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know All we do is killin' shit, who the leader of the pack though Had 'em count it at the city, brought 'em back though Skinny frame but the stack stayin' fat though Bitches tryna keep us out, we kickin' down the backdoor Say my name, say my name, say my name, hoe Now, I ain't really been the same since I came tho I just do my thang, I ain't f*ckin' with you lame hoes Let my chain glow, gettin' richer by the day, so Money ain't a thang like Jermaine, bitch, I got that Range, yeah, I got that, just went and cop that Winner call the trick and we just livin' Boss like we the double dose of pimpin' Watch me kill her Think I'm playin', we can run it, we can run it run it Show you bitches if you want it, we can run it, run it Bitches thinkin' it's a game with the shit talk Say my name, she a hunnid, you can run it, run it Feel the rumble in the drum What you need, what you want, let it burn Crowd jumpin', everybody with they hands up Bitches thinkin' they can see us, put a band up Alright, okay Bitches thinkin' that they f*ckin' with the crew, no way That they'll be the day you see me fallin' off, no day Bitches thinkin' it's a game, all real, no play, okay I'ma show my ass off, like my ass out I'ma f*ck the game up, that's a cash out Got a bunch of hater bitches tryna lash out I'ma blow my tree and do my thang, until I pass out Deuces Think I'm playin', we can run it, we can run it run it Show you bitches if you want it, we can run it, run it Bitches thinkin' it's a game with the shit talk Say my name, she a hunnid, you can run it, run it Who's that creepin' through the window Oooh, let 'em know, let 'em know, let 'em know Got three or four pounds of the indo Oooh, let me blow, let me blow, let me blow Word around town is Debbie f*ckin' with the cutthroats Bitches get it poppin', you can smell us from the blunt smoke Everything is foul like the Kush with the Rasta's Bitches movin' silencers, yeah, we do it like the mobsters Debbie Corleone, bitch, you corny and we off that I'm the baddest bitch, ain't a question where the boss at Bitches lookin' for me, ask about me, she a hunnid In the city I'm a hunnid, if you want it, we can run it, hoe
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